Young & gettin it - remix lyrics

by

Tyga


Okay, I go to sleep in the morning
Been counting money all night
I did it all on my own, so
These cars I'm gon' buy
Them n*ggas hated on me
I was all the way in Dubai
Gettin' Lambo doors sky high
Told that b*tch's b*tch it's no ties
Redrum, murder game
These n*ggas gay like Novocane
My n*ggas Gudda like bowling lanes
Like Pedro, they vote for me
Two Asian b*tches, they Siamese
So high n*gga look Chinese
She bite the head like Ozzy
Freddy Krueger money you only see in your dreams
H-Town, ball hard like my name Hakeem
Olajuwon, James Harden
Y'all n*ggas new to the scene
And that's my n*gga, supper club
Need a new liver
Pop, pop bottles on all these b*tches
b*tch ass n*ggas can't even get in
Ripley's, please believe me
That Justin Bieber my neighbor really
Ain't gotta lie, these n*ggas feel me
My bars up, like poppin' wheelies
They want beef cause my neck's chilly
Got a bad white b*tch like Iggy
Iggy Pop, rockstar livin'
I'm a flyin' n*gga, shoutout to Philly
King sh*t, your b*tch
She all up on my di*k
I get crazy pus*y, psychiatrist
All about my paper like journalists
Killer flow, I earned this sh*t
We ball for real like tournaments
On the jet no turbulence
Straight flexin,' I'm so bent
No lie, no lie
Said I ain't never told no lie
Say f*ck you if you hate me
My real fans gon' ride
Got my own shoe, clothing line
Own a label, who tryin' sign?
n*ggas trying to turn up
But don't overdose like Limbaugh
Hypocrites and all bias
I provide ya at your whole Vajira
I can bless ya, no church attire
Pray to God I don't die tryin'
What's a stone to a big giant?
What's fire if you can't ignite it?
I'm fed up like FBI
Y'all n*ggas late, colored people time, n*gga
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